I can't figure this kid out.
Likes:
Oatmeal and fruit
Green beans and rice
Minestrone soup
Breadsticks
Waffles (He ate an ENTIRE waffle for dinner tonight)
Chicken Noodle Dinner
Dislikes:
Yogurt
Vanilla custard dessert
Any liquid that comes in a bottle, cup, straw, or syringe*
*Anyone have any secret tricks to get him off the boob??? I'm running out of supply...and none of my nursing bras fit anymore. It's time to move on. HELP!!!
Friday, March 14, 2008
Good Idea/Bad Idea
Good Idea: Putting educational posters in the bathroom so that while your child is sitting on the potty, they can learn something instead of just staring at the wall.
Bad Idea: Putting the poster directly in the splash zone, so that the first time your son sits on the potty in front of it and forgets to, um, push things down before letting rip, it gets peepee sprayed all over the letter Z.
Bad Idea: Putting the poster directly in the splash zone, so that the first time your son sits on the potty in front of it and forgets to, um, push things down before letting rip, it gets peepee sprayed all over the letter Z.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Over heard from the bathroom...
Ian, while sitting on the stepstool looking into the toilet:
Goodbye, Poopie. See you laterrrrr! I love youuuuu! See you next time you come out of my bodyyyy!
Goodbye, Poopie. See you laterrrrr! I love youuuuu! See you next time you come out of my bodyyyy!
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Friday, March 7, 2008
Sloppy Joes...
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Preschool Tales
Me: What did you do at school today, Ian?
Ian: Uh, played with Ava and Leah. But Leah kept kissing me all the time.
Me: So, what did you do?
Ian: I just kept moving around so she couldn't, but she still kissed me all the time. It was not a good day.
Now I have to go get my stuff ready to file our sexual harassment suit. Watch out, Crabby family.
Ian: Uh, played with Ava and Leah. But Leah kept kissing me all the time.
Me: So, what did you do?
Ian: I just kept moving around so she couldn't, but she still kissed me all the time. It was not a good day.
Now I have to go get my stuff ready to file our sexual harassment suit. Watch out, Crabby family.
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
Book Tag
Tiff tagged me:) And I don't really have to think about it, so I will participate.
1. Pick up the nearest book (at least 123 pages).
Law in the Schools, 6th Edition (you know this is going to be exciting, right?)
2. Turn to page 123
3. Find the 5th sentence
4. Post the 5th sentence on your blog
"The child or parent has the burden of alleging and showing that the corporal punishment lacked a reasonable purpose (and therefore was not privileged).
Wow. I need to make some time for fun reading...*sigh*.
I tag Grace and LeShayne. I would tag Rhi, but she never plays my games.
1. Pick up the nearest book (at least 123 pages).
Law in the Schools, 6th Edition (you know this is going to be exciting, right?)
2. Turn to page 123
3. Find the 5th sentence
4. Post the 5th sentence on your blog
"The child or parent has the burden of alleging and showing that the corporal punishment lacked a reasonable purpose (and therefore was not privileged).
Wow. I need to make some time for fun reading...*sigh*.
I tag Grace and LeShayne. I would tag Rhi, but she never plays my games.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Good Dad
I realized that, although I told you about how my trip went, I neglected to mention how Bryan survived with Ian all by himself.
They did all sorts of man stuff. Eating terribly sugary cereal for breakfast. Driving remote control cars. Building and setting off rockets. Attending a basketball game. Leaving dishes on the counter for me when I got home...(thanks, Honey.)
Anyway. Just wanted to give my awesome husband props for being a great daddy.
They did all sorts of man stuff. Eating terribly sugary cereal for breakfast. Driving remote control cars. Building and setting off rockets. Attending a basketball game. Leaving dishes on the counter for me when I got home...(thanks, Honey.)
Anyway. Just wanted to give my awesome husband props for being a great daddy.
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Test Taking Spree
What better way to wind down from a weekend of testing than to take this quiz that I found on Jen's blog?!?
Perhaps I accidentally studied 8th grade science rather than educational leadership for the past 8 weeks...?!
Perhaps I accidentally studied 8th grade science rather than educational leadership for the past 8 weeks...?!
Home!
Well, that was an exciting trip.
It took about 9 hours to get to Orlando. Then an extra 2 hours to find a hotel. Yes, yes, we had reservations at a hotel in the "UCF Area" that my mom had booked ahead of time.
However.
It was the South Orlando campus of UCF. On South Orange Blossom Trail. Yes, for all of you familiar with the area, that is the South OBT area famous for hookers and drug dealers.
There was a sheriff already at the front desk and sweeping the hotel parking lot when we pulled in. He told my dad, "You all look like nice people. You don't need to be staying here." I kid you not.
So we found a Hilton 5 minutes from the real UCF by about 11:30 that night.
I tested on Saturday from 8am-3:30. Whoa is all I can say. There was a big mix of crap I knew, crap I kind of knew, crap I could make a decent guess on, and shit that I didn't have the faintest inkling about. The essay part was easy. So now, all I can do is wait and see. In 30 days, I'll get the results back. You would think they'd be able to score them a little faster than that, right?
We stayed Saturday night in Orlando because Chase was kind of cranky and out of sorts, and it was kind of nice to have the hotel room for the full day while I was testing. We had breakfast and left town this morning and pulled in the driveway at 7ish. Chase was awesome in the car...such a good little traveler. His favorite thing was crinkling the wrapping paper that Gaga brought for him to play with.
So-- we are home and I can finally clear off my dining room table of the mess of books/papers/index cards. And I can clean my bathrooms, which have been sadly neglected for quite some time now.
OH! And I almost forgot!!! When we got home (finally!) and I laid Chase on the floor to let him stretch out a little (poor guy was starting to LOOK like his carseat). He flipped himself over onto his belly and got up on all fours, which he does a lot now. I walked away, and when I came back, he was SITTING UP! OMG!!! I think I scared him I clapped and cheered for him so much!
It took about 9 hours to get to Orlando. Then an extra 2 hours to find a hotel. Yes, yes, we had reservations at a hotel in the "UCF Area" that my mom had booked ahead of time.
However.
It was the South Orlando campus of UCF. On South Orange Blossom Trail. Yes, for all of you familiar with the area, that is the South OBT area famous for hookers and drug dealers.
There was a sheriff already at the front desk and sweeping the hotel parking lot when we pulled in. He told my dad, "You all look like nice people. You don't need to be staying here." I kid you not.
So we found a Hilton 5 minutes from the real UCF by about 11:30 that night.
I tested on Saturday from 8am-3:30. Whoa is all I can say. There was a big mix of crap I knew, crap I kind of knew, crap I could make a decent guess on, and shit that I didn't have the faintest inkling about. The essay part was easy. So now, all I can do is wait and see. In 30 days, I'll get the results back. You would think they'd be able to score them a little faster than that, right?
We stayed Saturday night in Orlando because Chase was kind of cranky and out of sorts, and it was kind of nice to have the hotel room for the full day while I was testing. We had breakfast and left town this morning and pulled in the driveway at 7ish. Chase was awesome in the car...such a good little traveler. His favorite thing was crinkling the wrapping paper that Gaga brought for him to play with.
So-- we are home and I can finally clear off my dining room table of the mess of books/papers/index cards. And I can clean my bathrooms, which have been sadly neglected for quite some time now.
OH! And I almost forgot!!! When we got home (finally!) and I laid Chase on the floor to let him stretch out a little (poor guy was starting to LOOK like his carseat). He flipped himself over onto his belly and got up on all fours, which he does a lot now. I walked away, and when I came back, he was SITTING UP! OMG!!! I think I scared him I clapped and cheered for him so much!
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